Happy Belated Father’s Day. Rats, I didn’t get to do my, “Where’s my cake, Bedelia,” during the opening of the podcast. If you get that reference, bonus geek points to you. However, as an incentive, email me your answer @ firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll give you a shout out on the next podcast or whenever someone decides to read my show notes, which means…never.
Putting that all aside, what were the “BIG” 3 Scifi News items:
For the upcoming Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, the Page 49 Podcast invited Josh from the Librarians Assemble Podcast and David from the Beers, Bros and BS podcast to discuss, from a librarians’ point of view, these two iconic DC heroes.
“But, Aquaman, you cannot marry a woman without gills! You’re from two different worlds! (sees neutron bomb approaching) Oh, I’ve wasted my life.”
Treehouse of Terror VIII – Homega Man
The days of collecting comic books have long disappeared from my like the hair on my head. Yet, when I think about both of them, I am saddened by the thought as I see them as old forgotten friends that used to mean the world to me. Today, I still read comics though more graphic novels than the single comic book floppy issues. I consider graphic novels to be the original binge watching before the internet as several comic book issues were bundled together and not having to read one issue at a time and each month at a time.
Back in the day, my fondest memories of collecting comics were when they still cost $0.35. For a $1.05, I would spend my allowance-ish on just three comics and had to be very selective. X-Men was always my top pick with Spiderman which had to win me over with the art cover to be chose. Yet, DC would always be Superman and Batman regardless but in the 70’s the stories were fair. I loved DC’s Legions of Superheroes especially Dawnstar who was super hot. (Enough of the fanboy drool.)
My stepfather was the one who pushed me into collecting comic books. He worked with me on collecting all issues of Marvel’s What If? series. There was a comic book store he used to take me near my mom’s job which I loved going to with him. I made sure each back issue I bought was read and put away carefully; this was before plastic bags and boards. I remembered this rule about protecting my comic book collection after he told me his mother threw away his collection when he went into the Air Force. All those prized collection could have been worth the fortune had they been passed down to me. However, my collection, despite the good condition, will never fare the ideas of by a new car or paying off my college loans.